Inside the mirror screen, under the ancient tree of the Tengmu clan.
The flashing green light became more and more dazzling.
"Buzz!"
"..."
Ye Wentian used all his strength to run the Xuan Tian Gong.
The terrifying absorbing power instantly enveloped the ancient tree, and the extremely pure spiritual power merged into its body like a tide.
Tengzu's torso trembled slightly, and the branches and leaves rustled.
"What...did you see?" Teng Zu's voice was obviously a little more urgent.
How could he absorb so much spiritual power when he was just a fit warrior?
This goes on.
Its two hundred years of spiritual power may be drained dry.
"I didn't see anything." Ye Wentian responded truthfully.
Then ignore it.
"Buzz!"
"..."
His technique shifted far, the speed at which he absorbed spiritual power skyrocketed again, and the aura around his body was significantly improved.
Teng Zu's trembling became more intense. XiuShu.com
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"What else is greater than nothing?" Teng Zu was trembling with fear. He didn't dare to ask too much anymore. The young man in front of him was even scarier than that man back then.
Time passes.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed.
The green light surrounding Ye Wentian's body had significantly weakened.
The original dense leaves of Tengzu's ancient tree were beginning to wither and fall. One third of Tengzu's spiritual power that had been stored for more than two hundred years was drained away in just three days.
The speed at which Ye Wentian absorbed spiritual energy gradually slowed down.
It was not that he did this on purpose, but as he continued to refine his spirit, the purity of the spiritual power in his body reached an extreme level, as if he could not absorb spiritual stones before.
The spiritual power of this ancient tree is no longer enough.
"You still have to rely on spiritual jade." Ye Wentian couldn't help but sigh.
Those guys from the Taoist sect have made such a big fuss for the sake of spiritual jade, which is enough to see its value.
Time flies and another three days pass.
In the past six days, the center of the tribe has been listed as a forbidden area for the Tengmu tribe. Except for a few people such as the tribe leader, ordinary tribesmen are not allowed to get even half a step closer.
Wan Xuzhong, Fenghua, Fengzhou and others came here twice. Seeing Ye Wentian's state, they did not dare to disturb him. They raised their hands and saluted and left one after another.
Another day passed.
This day.
"Buzz!"
"..."
The air buzzed.
Under the old tree.
Ye Wentian slowly opened his eyes, his eyes bright and restrained.
"No more."
"Breathing any more is just a waste of time." The breath around Ye Wentian receded and he slowly stood up.
The surrounding green light dispersed, and the vines turned into dead branches and weathered.
The trunk of the ancient Tengzu tree trembled, and the originally withered yellow leaves quickly returned to their original state. It seemed that there was no serious problem, but in fact, its vitality was severely damaged.
"You...can you leave?" Teng Zu's voice came at the same time.
Ye Wentian looked up.
"Wasteland Tengzu, does Tengzu have a level of spiritual power that surpasses yours?" Ye Wentian asked bluntly.
This little bit of spiritual power.
It is far from enough to break through the spirit refining process.
According to Ye Wentian's feeling, for spiritual refining to be complete, the spiritual power in the body must be refined to the same level as the spiritual jade.
"have!"
"The eight chief clans."
"Their Tengzu surpasses me in every level of spiritual power." Tengzu replied very quickly this time, with a faint hint of continued excitement in his tone.
We can't let it go unlucky, none of those guys can escape.
"oh."
"I understand." Ye Wentian's eyes flashed and a smile appeared on his face.
No more words.
Turn around and walk down the tree stand.
Feeling the spiritual power within a body, according to the martial arts realm, he is now equivalent to
A warrior who has achieved great success in spiritual refining.
The strength has improved somewhat.
He pondered a little.
"Seal it." Ye Wentian suddenly raised his hand to seal the seal, and a golden light flashed between his eyebrows.
Start sensing Xuan Jingcheng's position.
Without further ado.
On the other side of Xizhou, they were still waiting for me to pass.
Let’s save Xuan Jingcheng first.
"This distance is not too far. It seems that it has stopped at a certain place." Ye Wentian's eyes flashed slightly.
"Ye...Mr. Ye, is it you?" Xuan Jingcheng's voice rang out.
"It's me, where are you? Are you okay?" Ye Wentian asked directly through the dragon seal and his spiritual thoughts.
"No...Xuan is fine."
"I was captured by a group of strong men. This is the Black Horn Tribe, one of the eight chief tribes in the wasteland. It is located in the center of the wasteland circle." Xuan Jingcheng responded immediately.
Ye Wentian's eyes flashed.
"Wait."
"I'll come over as soon as possible." Ye Wentian whispered.
No matter what the beast control sect is, the Black Horn Tribe has determined their location and just kill them directly.
"Mr. Ye, wait a minute."
"Xuan is fine for now."
"According to Xuan Mou's observation, these martial arts masters seem to be planning something. Once I figure it out, it won't be too late for Mr. Ye to come again."
Xuan Jingcheng's voice came immediately.
As long as Ye Wentian doesn't show up, his life will be safe for the time being, Xuan Jingcheng can be sure of this.
Ye Wentian was stunned.
The Beast Control Sect, like the Dao Sect, hides a lot of secrets and is indeed worth digging into.
"That's fine."
"Through the dragon seal, you can contact me at any time." Ye Wentian thought for a moment and said nothing more.
The breath around him disappeared.
at the same time.
Not far ahead, a figure approached.
Wan Xuzhong, Fenghua, Fengzhou and others stepped forward to greet them, with respectful expressions on their faces.
Behind a few people, Feng Zhou's eldest sister Qing Ru was also among them.
"Qingru, meet you, sir." Qingru bit her lip lightly, then stepped forward and bowed.
Nowadays, the status of the two siblings in the clan has risen rapidly, all because of the people in front of them.
The younger brother has also been redesignated as the young master of the Fujiki clan.
"Mr. Ye, the clan leader has invited you." Feng Zhou, with a proud face, also stepped forward and bowed. xь.
His respect for the person in front of him undoubtedly comes from deep in his heart.
Ye Wentian smiled.
"Let's go."
"I also want to ask your clan leader something." Ye Wentian said with a smile.
A conversation.
A group of people left the tribal center.
Under the leadership of Feng Zhou, they arrived at the residence of the tribe leader.
In the wooden hall, the tribe leader, clan elders and other core clan members had already gathered.
Seeing Ye Wentian walking in, they all stood up.
"I'm Teng Yuan, I've met you sir." Chief Teng's face became more respectful, and he raised his hands and cupped his fists in a salute.
The clan elders around him all bent down to salute.
Ye Wentian waved his hand.
"I came to the wasteland this time to control the beast gate. Those guys captured my people."
"I was just passing by your Tengmu tribe." Ye Wentian said bluntly.
As soon as these words came out.
Everyone in the tribe breathed a sigh of relief.
At the mention of the Beast Control Sect, Clan Chief Fujimoto and several other clan elders glanced at each other unconsciously, and the expressions on their faces became serious.
"Mr. Ye, those people are not easy to provoke. If your people were really caught by them, they would probably be dead by now." Chief Fujimoto warned in a low voice.
Ye Wentian's eyes flashed, and he took a deep look at the clan leader in front of him.
really!
The Fujiki clan knows the beast control sect very well!
"Those things are with you
What to do in the polar wastelands? "Ye Wen's eyes flashed slightly, and he asked in a low voice.
No benefit, no early morning.
Just like the Dao Sect, it must have great benefits, so this beast-controlling sect will occupy the wilderness.
